Welcome to The Real Sarah Miller
A newsletter for people who like the work of (the real) Sarah Miller
The Real Sarah Miller is a newsletter by writer Sarah Miller debuting on May 24, 2021
I am calling this The Real Sarah Miller because there are thousands if not billions of Sarah Millers in the world, and I want you to be able to tell me apart from them.
It is possible you already know who I am: Sarah Miller, 55, resident of semi-rural Northern California, proud Australian Cattle Dog Mom and author of essays like Heaven or High Water, The Movie Assassin, The Bridge Dog, Death to the Maxi Dress and My So-Karen Life. I also wrote What If a Women’s Magazine Editor Edited a BBC News Story About Syria? which is the best thing I have ever done.
If you don’t know me, read one of the above essays. If you like it, you can read the rest of them. And then you can keep going for probably at least a week, because I have written a lot of stuff, but first, you should subscribe to my newsletter, which includes new writing.
What you will see in The Real Sarah Miller
I see a lot of newsletters about various subjects: “This newsletter is for people who like tech” or “This newsletter is for people who travel.” I am into a lot of things: Australian Cattle Dogs, Marxist Feminism, cooking well and poorly, shoes, wine, watches, swimming, jokes. But I can’t really say “Oh here is my newsletter where I will offer views on THIS SUBJECT.”
I was never was a specialist and never became one. I write about everything: about how we can’t politely ask governments and companies to stop killing us, about one of my favorite people, the Badger, and about dieting, and also about the opposite of dieting — food and food’s faithful friend, alcohol. I’ve written about the problems of watching Netflix and the problems of having relationships and several times I have just described a day in my life.
If you have read my work before and already like it, it’s not because you think of me as an authority on anything. You get that I don’t actually want to cancel New Year’s (I do and I don’t) and I don’t actually hate rosé anymore. You read me because you like my writing.
If you've never read my writing before, allow me to sell it to you: it’s funny, it’s easy to read and it actually makes sense. That’s really it.
